Masters & Lovers Box Set Three

Chapter 31

Bech pushes a vending machine cup at Cappelli. “What’s she saying?”

Cappelli hooks a thumb into a pocket “Never gets any fucking better does it? Denying everything of course. Says she’s being framed.”

Bech barks a laugh. “Of course. Just another victim of a tragic miscarriage of justice.”

“Aren’t they all? Still, looks like that lawyer of hers is going to get her sprung. Bail’s set high but the judge is allowing it. No previous. And it looks like they share a school tie.”

Fuck!

“Who is he? He looked pretty high-class to be the legal for a hooker.”

“Theo Aldred. Subs for Max Devlin. From Hofferman and Partners…”

“Hofferman’s? The prosecutors on the Romani Family case?”

“Yup. Don’t envy him that one. They’ve got all the wits under protection and the judge and lawyers have full surveillance.” Cappelli sucks at the coffee, pulls a face. “Stone-cold… You’re right though. You’d not think he’d turn up for the likes of that one would you?” He tilts the cup at Bech. “I’m going to the machine for another. Want one?”

“Thanks, but no. I’m off in five.”

*****

So, the bitch got herself sprung…

Back in his apartment, Bech paces, curses, bangs his fist on the wall. Then…

The blindingly fuckin’ obvious…

He checks the card index,

And sure enough…

Maximillian Devlin. Lawyer. Married twice. Son by previous.

One daughter by current marriage - favourite topic of conversation. Likes rabbits and pink. Got a pony. Gymkhana. Head girl at Ponterbury.

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Michael

wake, disoriented for a moment as I take in stone arches and vaulted ceilings, then brain-cells line

slept, the covers are rumpled, sheets thrown back, but when I

Beauty. She’s looking better than she

Her father…

Christ…

her cheeks are

Babe…

line of high cheekbones

who looked out at me for the last few

touch me, she smiles.

her face, “How

and watery. “I’m fine. Really,

to her lips. “There’s nothing to be sorry for. I don’t think any of us would have reacted well to learning what you did.” Tracing a curved brow with the pad of my thumb. “Sometimes life throws

her gaze, she

to get yourself pregnant.” Her eyes lift again, widening. “Do you? That’s still

Her voice is a whisper.

fine. Just so

of my head. “Thank you.” She nuzzles into the crook of

you too. We both did.” I pull away, holding her gaze. “But I never went away. I never will go away…” She sighs. “And

forehead creases. “You mean you

when you’re not in it with us? He might be my good

a chuckle. “Sorry to disappoint you there.” James holds a tray. The scents of toast and coffee

upright. “God, I’m starving. Did

James grins. “She’s back.”

*****

 

Twenty-Six Years Ago

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